They appear to be diaries.

I put them back and search for the first diary, maybe I can figure out whats going on.

You find the first diary at the top left of the bookshelf.

You find the first diary at the top left of the bookshelf.

I take it out and read the first page or two.

It's made of the same paper the paper airplane was made of from before. The contents seem to be by multiple people. The first bit seems to be by the same person who wrote the stuff on the airplane.

I've arrived. There seems to be nobody else yet...

The mansion is big, I'll give it that. I guess the manor itself is even bigger. My invitation letter said there would be games, I'm exited, actually.

I've entered the building. The staircase sure is amazing!

I guess I'll explore a bit before going upstairs. The door to my left, it leads to the dining room. The door to my right... It's locked, but I assume it leads to the right wing. I wonder who lives there and needs such privacy, maybe it's my host?

Never mind, up the staircase I go. Three doors here. Center door is rooms, right door is rooms, and left door leads to... A library. Sure! I love books.

I think I see someone else here!

The entry by this person ends here. Their description is pretty accurate, just as you'd seen when you'd entered the mansion. A pair of double doors to the left, and a pair to the right. You read the next entry. This handwriting seems to be neater than the first, presumably older than them. The tone also seems different, as if this person worked a rather professional job that required knowledge of how to write in a very sophisticated way.

The mansion is big, but it seems foreboding. I am curious as to why I was called here. My invitation letter says that I would come to meet someone unexpected here, and that only makes the atmosphere thicker.

Why was I invited here?

At this point, the pages of the book seemed to start falling out. They swirled around you in a small storm, something very odd. Books began falling out of the shelf, their pages ripping out and joining the storm as well. Soon, so many pages are whirling around you that you can no longer see your surroundings, all you can see are the pages.

To make things worse, your lantern chooses this exact moment to blink out, leaving you in the dark, rustling of the whirling pages still in your ears.

Then, suddenly, you hear a sucking sound and a loud POP! And all is still.

The pages vanish, and you seem to be in the exact same room as before, but different... Sunlight streams in front the window before, confusing, as it was night seconds before the page storm.

The room doesn't seem to be broken down anymore. In fact, it seems like a nice place to live, everything clean and neat, and it seemed like it was frequently used.

It's made of the same paper the paper airplane was made of from before. The contents seem to be by multiple people. The first bit seems to be by the same person who wrote the stuff on the airplane.

I've arrived. There seems to be nobody else yet...

The mansion is big, I'll give it that. I guess the manor itself is even bigger. My invitation letter said there would be games, I'm exited, actually.

I've entered the building. The staircase sure is amazing!

I guess I'll explore a bit before going upstairs. The door to my left, it leads to the dining room. The door to my right... It's locked, but I assume it leads to the right wing. I wonder who lives there and needs such privacy, maybe it's my host?

Never mind, up the staircase I go. Three doors here. Center door is rooms, right door is rooms, and left door leads to... A library. Sure! I love books.

I think I see someone else here!

The entry by this person ends here. Their description is pretty accurate, just as you'd seen when you'd entered the mansion. A pair of double doors to the left, and a pair to the right. You read the next entry. This handwriting seems to be neater than the first, presumably older than them. The tone also seems different, as if this person worked a rather professional job that required knowledge of how to write in a very sophisticated way.

The mansion is big, but it seems foreboding. I am curious as to why I was called here. My invitation letter says that I would come to meet someone unexpected here, and that only makes the atmosphere thicker.

Why was I invited here?

At this point, the pages of the book seemed to start falling out. They swirled around you in a small storm, something very odd. Books began falling out of the shelf, their pages ripping out and joining the storm as well. Soon, so many pages are whirling around you that you can no longer see your surroundings, all you can see are the pages.

To make things worse, your lantern chooses this exact moment to blink out, leaving you in the dark, rustling of the whirling pages still in your ears.

Then, suddenly, you hear a sucking sound and a loud POP! And all is still.

The pages vanish, and you seem to be in the exact same room as before, but different... Sunlight streams in front the window before, confusing, as it was night seconds before the page storm.

The room doesn't seem to be broken down anymore. In fact, it seems like a nice place to live, everything clean and neat, and it seemed like it was frequently used.

I had never believed in time travel but I wonder if something like that occurred. I check the door to see if it's still locked I needed to get out and find out what the heck was going on.

The door functioned properly, and it opened without a sound, as if its hinges were oiled frequently. Outside, a plush carpet lay on the ground, running along the length of the hallway. You were in the first room to the left from the stairs you came up earlier. Fancy and probably very expensive paintings hung on the wall at regular intervals, and there were also intricately carved statues.

The door functioned properly, and it opened without a sound, as if its hinges were oiled frequently. Outside, a plush carpet lay on the ground, running along the length of the hallway. You were in the first room to the left from the stairs you came up earlier. Fancy and probably very expensive paintings hung on the wall at regular intervals, and there were also intricately carved statues.


I decide to explore the library previously mentioned in the diaries maybe I could find clues there.

The library is a nice place, the ceiling is very high, the room is very large, and the entire place is lit up by sunlight coming through floor to ceiling long windows in the wall opposite to the door. Extravagant carpets line the room, beautifully carved desks and plush chairs litter the area. Every single bookshelf is filled to the brim with books. There seems to be someone else here, as well.

Their back was turned to you, and they seemed to be looking for something or some book in the bookshelves. They wore a large white hat on their head, a blue shirt, dark coloured pants, and a white apron. They also wore a tool belt around their waist, a green toolbox hanging from the side.


I do not own this character

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=63895&page=16#154 Author: Aphelion Time Posted: 7/24/2018 at 2:11 PM You haven't seen the house yet, you are at a place where a small road diverges off of the main road. You can choose to go down the small road, continue down the main road, or do something like ignore both roads completely and head into the forest or something.

I think I forgot to ping you. I'm rlly sorry xD
It doesn't even show the @Hawkeye thing on my screen

I fixed it and it is from conan...